I can never get to my camera in time. Whenever either of the kids does something especially cute or funny, it’s always over by the time I get the camera out. How much of this stuff will I remember? How much will I forget? I wish I could guarantee that I’ll remember every little thing. I hate to think that in a month/year/decade, I won’t remember. The days pass slowly, but the years fly by. I’m sure there’s a song somewhere that says something to that effect. I feel like each year is passing by more quickly than the last. Maybe it’s because there’s so much going on right now. Maybe it’s the fact that a year is a smaller and smaller percentage of my life as time passes. Probably a bit of both. I have two beautiful boys that are already growing far too fast for my liking. There are certainly things that I look forward to as they grow older. There are also things that I won’t miss about the here and now, but I wish I could hold on to the things I will. I’ll leave you with this song. Mommies beware, it may make you cry.